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He drew back. “Pretty little thing,” he said, his voice hoarse.

“What?”

He traced my asshole with the tip of his finger. “It’s a pretty little thing I’d like to fuck someday.”

Into my mind flooded the image of his hard cock, hanging against his thigh like the first time I’d seen it in the shower. I wasn’t even sure he was going to fit in my pussy. I had serious doubts he would ever get to have anal sex with me.

“But let’s just focus on tonight,” he murmured, tracing his fingers down to my entrance. “Fucking this wet pussy has been the first thing on my mind since I laid eyes on you.”

Chapter Ten

Viktor

Her eyes widened as I spoke and for a moment, I thought I’d gone too far. Perhaps I was coming on too strong. But then she dipped her head and a pretty blush crept up her throat, mingling with the flush across her nose. I paused just to take her in, my fingers skimming up her back as I admired my wife. God, she was so beautiful and she felt so good in my hands, especially when she was coming on my tongue.

“Let’s take a bath,” she murmured.

I wasn’t going to argue with that. I began unbuttoning my shirt as she tied up her hair on top of her head. There was a few curly strands that brushed her neck and they made the blood pumping in my groin move faster. Maybe I should have let her get me off before we left for dinner because I was right on the edge.

She slipped into the tub, bubbles floating around her like a cloud, and watched me undress. As I pulled off my boxers, her mouth fell ajar and her gaze locked on my cock. I stepped to the edge of the tub and she floated toward me, and before I could react, her tongue swiped out and licked up my length. A heavy jolt went through my hips and I growled, sinking into the water and gathering her in my arms.

She squirmed against me, turning to flash a smile over her shoulder. God, she was fucking adorable. I bent and kissed her mouth, pushing my tongue past her lips. Her fingers slid over me, running down my abdomen and pausing just above my cock.

I pulled back enough to speak. “Touch me,” I breathed.

Her hand wrapped around my cock, running down my length, jerking me in slow strokes. Her eyes glittered as she pumped me, teasing me, keeping me right on the edge. I seized her wrist, giving her a stern look.

“Behave yourself,” I warned.

“Why? You can’t come twice in a night?” she asked, cocking her head. “Let me suck your cock. Please.”

The way she begged, the way her big, dark eyes looked up at me, almost made me come. Arousal surged like a drug through me and I stood, winding my fingers in her hair. She blinked up at me as I guided my cock past her full lips, pressing myself into her until she choked on my length.

“Relax your throat, baby girl,” I said softly, stroking her jaw. “I know you can take it.”

Her lashes fluttered, her makeup running a little. I stroked her hair, encouraging her, and her throat relaxed around the head of my cock. I pressed in a little further, her tongue working against the underside of my cock with short strokes, sucking me in. She was eager, even as I felt her struggle to take me.

I stroked her hair gently. “Good girl, you’re doing so well. Just like that, take it just like that, baby.”

She made a desperate sound, vibrating the tip of my cock. An orgasm coiled at the base of my spine, surging so quickly I didn’t have time to warn her as I spilled myself into her throat. She gave a little moan that only made me come harder, followed by a satisfied sound. Like she had been starving all day waiting for this.

Losing control, I pushed her head into my groin and pumped into her mouth. And, my God, she took it all and swallowed again and again. Her hips moved in the water, trying to find something to grind against.

I pulled from her mouth and she gasped, her tongue running over her lips. I sank back into the water, still hard, but at least now I had control of myself again. I gathered her gorgeous body against me, pulling her into my lap. She almost purred as I wet her hair and began massaging shampoo into her scalp.

“So why aren’t you on birth control?” I asked. “I’m just curious because most of the women I’ve…been with had been on it for years.”

“All the women I knew from back home were on it too,” she sighed. “I guess most made men don’t want to have to worry about their daughters getting pregnant and they want their wives accessible at all times.”

“But Lucien didn’t force you to get on it?”

“He tried,” she said, frowning at herself in the mirror. “But I told him I’d been put on it before and it gave me headaches.”

“And he just let it drop?” I asked, surprised.

She shook her head. “No, Duran actually advocated for me. He was the one who convinced Lucien I wouldn’t need it if I was going to a girl’s school. And it was a Catholic school, so it wasn’t like I would readily have access to the pill there anyway.”

“Duran? Lucien’s brother?”

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